So there was totally this person I felt I had to ask out right? Like everytime I thought about her and added it all up in my head it made perfect sense. The math was right ya see. But everytime I was around her something was just not cool with it. So I said fuck it and asked her anyway. She turned me down, and...
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My old roomie and friend of 17 years was up from Las Vegas this weekend. It was really great to see him, I love that kid. Also got to see some friends from our schooldays and fuck it totally made me feel like a failure. But hey at least I've got some pretty decent people I know. In Ann Arbor Saturday I got to pick...
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lightbulbjack:
Here is your story sir.
The Girl in the Ukrainian Army Jacket
She appeared like a vision. Thought I never knew her name, Ive never forgotten the girl in the Ukrainian Army jacket.
From the moment I laid eyes on her I was intoxicated by her beauty. She strolled through the bookstore stopping only briefly to read a book jacket that caught her eye. Locks of red hair flowed down her back. Her skin was pale, delicate, with just a hint of freckles. Long slender fingers flipped through a stack of old LPs with absent ease. Her beauty affected everyone who looked upon her.
Who was this creature before us and where did she get that jacket? She seemed to be part mystic, part hippy. Gold and silver medals hung from the left breast side of the jacket along with ribbons of every color. Her faded jeans were a mix of ancient symbolisms and peace signs. Some were drawn on in pen while others were stitched. A trail of tiny daisies started at her right hip and cascaded down leg in a haphazard fashion. At the cuff the flower accumulated as if that had simply fallen from her pocket.
She looked up and our eyes met for an all to brief moment. She smiled a crooked smile that made her look even more exquisite than she was only seconds ago. In that moment where her brilliant green eye locked with mine she broke my heart.
I saw her hidden pain and suffering. A wave of sorrow washed over me as I experienced the world through her eyes and watched her fall. She was alone in a sea of mortality. It was a fate that she would never be able to come to complete reconciliation with.
Then, as if she realized she had revealed too much, she left the store. I watched her through the store window as she crossed the street. She leaned against the bus stop sign and lit a cigarette. A thin trail of smoke
Off in the distance church bells rang, marking the new hour. As the cross town bus came to a stop I thought I saw her brushing away a tear. She took one last draw of her cigarette and exhaled the smoke. She raised her hand to wave goodbye to me.
The bus pulled away and just as quickly as she entered my life, she was gone. I never knew her name or heard the sound of her voice. A great many years have passed since that day in the bookstore. Even now I cant help but look for her when I visit that store.
She lives now only in the memory of an old man. Though my mind may fail me from time to time, she is always there. My mystery women, my fallen angel.
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Is you friend alright?
The Girl in the Ukrainian Army Jacket
She appeared like a vision. Thought I never knew her name, Ive never forgotten the girl in the Ukrainian Army jacket.
From the moment I laid eyes on her I was intoxicated by her beauty. She strolled through the bookstore stopping only briefly to read a book jacket that caught her eye. Locks of red hair flowed down her back. Her skin was pale, delicate, with just a hint of freckles. Long slender fingers flipped through a stack of old LPs with absent ease. Her beauty affected everyone who looked upon her.
Who was this creature before us and where did she get that jacket? She seemed to be part mystic, part hippy. Gold and silver medals hung from the left breast side of the jacket along with ribbons of every color. Her faded jeans were a mix of ancient symbolisms and peace signs. Some were drawn on in pen while others were stitched. A trail of tiny daisies started at her right hip and cascaded down leg in a haphazard fashion. At the cuff the flower accumulated as if that had simply fallen from her pocket.
She looked up and our eyes met for an all to brief moment. She smiled a crooked smile that made her look even more exquisite than she was only seconds ago. In that moment where her brilliant green eye locked with mine she broke my heart.
I saw her hidden pain and suffering. A wave of sorrow washed over me as I experienced the world through her eyes and watched her fall. She was alone in a sea of mortality. It was a fate that she would never be able to come to complete reconciliation with.
Then, as if she realized she had revealed too much, she left the store. I watched her through the store window as she crossed the street. She leaned against the bus stop sign and lit a cigarette. A thin trail of smoke
Off in the distance church bells rang, marking the new hour. As the cross town bus came to a stop I thought I saw her brushing away a tear. She took one last draw of her cigarette and exhaled the smoke. She raised her hand to wave goodbye to me.
The bus pulled away and just as quickly as she entered my life, she was gone. I never knew her name or heard the sound of her voice. A great many years have passed since that day in the bookstore. Even now I cant help but look for her when I visit that store.
She lives now only in the memory of an old man. Though my mind may fail me from time to time, she is always there. My mystery women, my fallen angel.
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Is you friend alright?
elizabellins:
You didn't freak anyone out, the guy that came over (whyIlikerobins) went over and I saw some guys that he's friends with by the bar and wanted to say hi. Then my sister wanted to go because she had class early. 
It was a fucking awesome show and I got a few good pics to show for it. There seem to be a few more Lansing peeps now, we should so start a bowling night or sushi night or something here.
It was a fucking awesome show and I got a few good pics to show for it. There seem to be a few more Lansing peeps now, we should so start a bowling night or sushi night or something here. Who we are. A fucking amazing complex species. Absolutely unique, yet still intertwined with life across the cosmos. I know this is a bit touchy feely, and super cliche, but honestly it is how I feel. It's been some time since I've written but it is only because I didn't want to say just anything. I wanted to say something I meant.
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osoesoteric:
ehh don't give me that much credit 
lightbulbjack:
I doing all right, Im not working right now. I got laid off from Kodak back in June so Im just riding my unemployment out while I look for a job with good pay and benefits.
Ive asked everyone on my friends list to give me three words to use in one of my post-it note short stories. Ive been having major writers block and Im looking for inspiration. There can be any three words you want.
Everyone that gives me three words get a story, it will take me awhile to get them all done but it will happen.
I doubt I'll be having sex this week, but if I do I'll smile. Does masterbation count?
Ive asked everyone on my friends list to give me three words to use in one of my post-it note short stories. Ive been having major writers block and Im looking for inspiration. There can be any three words you want.
Everyone that gives me three words get a story, it will take me awhile to get them all done but it will happen.
I doubt I'll be having sex this week, but if I do I'll smile. Does masterbation count?
Blah, Blah, Blah....Pblltt!
Damn, I didn't get the job at Comcast. So, come October, I'm on the hunt again. College is important kids. get up on that degree!
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iliedmyfaceoff:
That sucks!!! Hope you find something good.
pebbles:
sucks that you didn't get the job....hmmmm
so i am heading out on the town tonight with some friends from work....should be interesting
so i am heading out on the town tonight with some friends from work....should be interesting
Okay, I totally got it figured out. Worry makes you old. I'm sure this is an oversimplistic generalization to make but right now it seems damn profound to me so i'm sticking to it. Also gonna try to give my self less to worry about. Yeah! Because baby, i'm a man of action, or at least I pretend really hard to be one. YEE HAW!...
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osoesoteric:
putting together my store
armadillofuzz:
casionauts show is going to be great.
I thought I had something to write,but I guess that was just my mind playing tricks on me.
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tiffanyjewel:
What was it for?
sliver9:
Yeah, I've been around...just lurking though since I didn't have anything interesting to say.
Oh...and Hi
Oh...and Hi
Big Interview today. Wish me luck.
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syh:
Was it a successful interview, regardless of Foamy & Ahnuld battling to the death in your mind?
willdabeast:
good luck, taco bender
I'm Going to go to The Michigan Renfest in Holly today so if anyone else is going let me know and we can try to hookup.
_sarah_:
A few SGDetroit people will be there. I won't. It's 6:30, and I'm just going to bed.
DDRRRRUNK!!!!!
GOd I fucking love the Strip club. Flesh, Lights, Alcohol, Rock, Dance!!! There is nothing Better!! Maybe Smoked out sex with a badass playlist. I'll have to let you know. There will have to at least be a strobe.
GOd I fucking love the Strip club. Flesh, Lights, Alcohol, Rock, Dance!!! There is nothing Better!! Maybe Smoked out sex with a badass playlist. I'll have to let you know. There will have to at least be a strobe.
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willdabeast:
thnk you for the birthday wish
ah yes, strip clubs... i put a few strippers through college back in my 20's
as far as the SGKalamazoo application goes i thinks it's just because speedys been busy. being self emlpoyed now he has stated in his journal that it's been, as he puts it, "balls to the wall busy". i'm sure the non-response is just an oversite
ah yes, strip clubs... i put a few strippers through college back in my 20's
as far as the SGKalamazoo application goes i thinks it's just because speedys been busy. being self emlpoyed now he has stated in his journal that it's been, as he puts it, "balls to the wall busy". i'm sure the non-response is just an oversite
iliedmyfaceoff:
Ahh yes, strip clubs are glorious places.
I think I'm gonna follow your example and try and take some martial arts classes. Let me know how the karate works out.
I think I'm gonna follow your example and try and take some martial arts classes. Let me know how the karate works out.
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